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American Insanity
is globalized.
Sacred
hunting grounds
are misty red
with blood
we hope
won't flood
river banks
dug too shallow.
Imperial halos slip
off heads
gesticulating
war's lovely melody
and found along
tainted creeks.
Paint-by-numbered
killing fields
entice sainted crowns
beneath
shepherded notice.
How many sacrificed
before
rivers run dry
and misty hallowed
grounds heal...
How many?
great wording loved the writing it spoke to me.
firstly, i'd like to say thanks for critiquin' my poem. i appreciate it very much.
i read all of your posted poems and wasn't sure which to respond to, so i decided to respond to all of them at the poem that's the first alphabetically, lol.. i enjoyed them a lot, especially the political/sociologic ones. good luck with your book